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Originally posted by ohfuk:BP, didnt you just say you have never smoked? now oyur talking like oyu have some experiance? im confused.

you're right ohfuk, that's just how it sounds like but it's the truth too.

I didn't smoke ever but i have some friends who do drugs you know and i talk with them a lot about all these thigns tryin' to help em out someway and that's how i get to know about all those things, i know stuff because i was also in some seminars AGAINST DRUGS which were founded by USA and i learned a lot there about different types of drugs, their effects and so on...

*cue eminem* --"The Kids"Bob's 30 and still lives with his Mom and he don't got a job Cause Bob sits at home and smokes potBut his 12 year old brother looks up to him awful lot.And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot and wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog He drag 'em in the woods and goes straight to the choppin block.And even if they escape and got the copsThe ladies would be so afraid, they would drop the chargeTill one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it off But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker.Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a doctorHe grabbed Stace by the leg, he chopped it off herAnd dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find herBut ever since the day Stacey went off the wanderThey never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle dinerAnd that's the story of Bob and his marijuana,And what it might do to youSo see if the squirrels want it, cause it's bad for you

See children, drugs are bad And ff you don't believe me, ask your DadAnd If you don't believe him, ask your MomShe'll tell you how she does 'em all the timeSo kids say no to drugsSo you don't act like everyone else doesAnd there's really nothing else to sayDrugs are just bad mmmkay?

I consider drugs as a traveling ticket to the middle of nowhere (literally). Imagine what would've happened if it was legalized. I found this in a webpage enjoy. Have you ever asked yourself, why is it illegitimate?...Tough question! In order to explain why hemp, the most useful plant known to mankind, became illegal, we have to understand the reasons why marijuana, the drug, became illegal. In fact, it helps to go way back to the beginning of the century and talk about two other drugs, opium (the grandfather of heroin) and cocaine.Opium, a very addictive drug (but relatively harmless by today's standards) was once widely used by the Chinese. The reasons for this are a whole other story, but suffice to say that when Chinese started to immigrate to the United States, they brought opium with them. Chinese workers used opium to induce a trance-like state which helped make boring, repetitive tasks more interesting. It also numbs the mind to pain and exhaustion. By using opium, the Chinese were able to pull very long hours in the sweat shops of the Industrial Revolution. During this period of time, there was no such thing as fair wages, and the only way a worker could make a living was to produce as much as humanly possible.

Since they were such good workers, the Chinese held a lot of jobs in the highly competitive industrial work-place. Even before the Great Depression, when millions of jobs disappeared overnight, the White Americans began to resent this, and Chinese became hated among the White working class. Even more than today, White Americans had a very big political advantage over the Chinese -- they spoke English and had a few relatives in the government, so it was easy for them to come up with a plan to force Chinese immigrants to leave the country (or at least keep them from inviting all their relatives to come and live in America.) This plan depended on stirring up racist feelings, and one of the easiest things to focus these feelings on was the foreign and mysterious practice of using opium.

We can see this pattern again with cocaine, except with cocaine it was Black Americans who were the target. Cocaine probably was not especially useful in the work-place, but the strategy against Chinese immigrants (picking on their drug of choice) had been so successful that it was used again. In the case of Blacks, though, the racist feelings ran deeper, and the main thrust of the propaganda campaign was to control the Black community and keep Blacks from becoming successful. Articles appeared in newspapers which blamed cocaine for violent crime by Blacks. Black Americans were painted as savage, uncontrollable beasts when under the influence of cocaine -- it was said to make a single Black man as strong as four or five police officers. (sound familiar?) By capitalizing on racist sentiments, a powerful political lobby banned opium and then cocaine.

Marijuana was next. It was well known that the Mexican soldiers who fought America during the war with Spain smoked marijuana. Poncho Villa, A Mexican general, was considered a nemesis for the behavior of his troops, who were known to be especially rowdy. They were also known to be heavy marijuana smokers, as the original lyrics to the song `la cucaracha' show. (The song was originally about a Mexican soldier who refused to march until he was provided with some marijuana.)

After the war had ended and Mexicans had begun to immigrate into the South Eastern United States, there were relatively few race problems. There were plenty of jobs in agriculture and industry and Mexicans were willing to work cheap. Once the depression hit and jobs became scarce, however, Mexicans suddenly became a public nuisance. It was said by politicians (who were trying to please the White working class) that Mexicans were responsible for a violent crime wave. Police statistics showed nothing of the sort -- in fact Mexicans were involved in less crime than Whites. Marijuana, of course, got the blame for this phony outbreak of crime and health problems, and so many of these states made laws against using cannabis. (In the Northern states, marijuana was also associated with Black jazz musicians.)

Here is where things start to get complicated. Put aside, for a moment, all the above, because there are a few other things involved in this twisted tale. At the beginning of the Great Depression, there was a very popular movement called Prohibition, which made alcohol illegal. This was motivated mainly by a Puritan religious ethic left over from the first European settlers. Today we have movies and television shows such as the ``Untouchables'' which tell us what it was like to live during this period. Since it is perhaps the world's most popular drug, alcohol prohibition spawned a huge `black market' where illegal alcohol was smuggled and traded at extremely high prices. Crime got out-of-hand as criminals fought with each other over who could sell alcohol where. Organized crime became an American institution, and hard liquor, which was easy to smuggle, took the place of beer and wine.

In order to combat the crime wave, a large police force was formed. The number of police grew rapidly until the end of Prohibition when the government decided that the best way to deal with the situation was to just give up and allow people to use alcohol legally. Under Prohibition the American government had essentially (and unwittingly) provided the military back-up for the take-over of the alcohol business by armed thugs. Even today, the Mob still controls liquor sales in many areas. After Prohibition the United States was left with nothing to show but a decade of political turmoil -- and a lot of unemployed police officers.

During Prohibition, being a police officer was a very nice thing -- you got a relatively decent salary, respect, partial immunity to the law, and the opportunity to take bribes (if you were that sort of person.) Many of these officers were not about to let this life-style slip away. Incidentally, it was about this time when the Federal Bureau of Narcotics and Dangerous Drugs was reformed, and a man named Harry J. Anslinger was appointed as its head. (Anslinger was appointed by his uncle-in-law, Andrew Mellon, who was the Secretary of the United States Treasury.) Anslinger campaigned tirelessly for funding in order to hire a large force of narcotics officers. After retiring, Anslinger once mused that the FBNDD was a place where young men were given a license to steal and rape.

The FBNDD is the organization which preceded what we now call the DEA, and was responsible for enforcing the new Federal drug laws against heroin, opium, and cocaine. One of Anslinger's biggest concerns as head of the FBNDD was getting uniform drug laws passed in all States and the Federal legislature. (Anslinger also had a personal dislike of jazz music and the Black musicians who made it. He hated them so much that he spent years tracking each of them and dreamed of arresting them all in one huge, cross-country sweep.) Anslinger frequented parent's and teacher's meetings giving scary speeches about the dangers of marijuana, and this period of time became known as Reefer Madness. (The name comes from the title of a silly movie produced by a public health group.)

To make a long story short, during the first decades of this century, opium was made illegal to kick out the Chinese immigrants who had flooded the work-force. Cocaine was made illegal to repress and control the Black community. And, marijuana was made illegal in order to control Mexicans in the Southeast (and Blacks.) All these laws were based mainly on emotional racism, without much else to back them up -- you can easily tell this by reading the hearings held in state legislatures. Also at this time, the end of Prohibition left us with a large force of unemployed police officers, who looked for work enforcing the new drug laws. Consequently, these same police officers needed to convince the country that their jobs were important. They did so by scaring parents about the dangers of drugs. All this set the stage for a law passed in the Federal legislature which put a prohibitive tax on marijuana. This is what killed the hemp industry in 1937, since it made business in hemp impossible.Before the 1937 Marijuana Tax Act, the state of Kentucky was the center of a relatively large American hemp industry which produced cloth and tow (rope for use in shipping.) The industry would have been larger, but hemp had one major disadvantage: processing it required a lot of work. Men had to `brake' hemp stalks in order to separate the fiber from the woody core. This was done on a small machine called a hand-brake, and it was a job fit for Hercules. It was not until the 1930's that machines to do this became widely available.

Today we use paper made by a process called `chemical pulping'. Before this, trees were processed by `mechanical pulping' instead, which was much more expensive. At about the same time as machines to brake hemp appeared, the idea of using hemp hurds for making paper and plastic was proposed. Hemp hurds were normally considered to be a worthless waste product that was thrown away after it was stripped of fiber. New research showed that these hurds could be used instead of wood in mechanical pulping, and that this would drastically reduce the cost of making paper. Popular Mechanics Magazine predicted that hemp would rise to become the number one crop in America. In fact, the 1937 Marijuana Tax Act was so unexpected that Popular Mechanics had already gone to press with a cover story about hemp, published in 1938 just two months after the Tax Act took effect.

No, it doesn’t cause hallucinations, and it cant really be explained because it not like any other drug, and its not a social drug, its more like a chemical induced deep meditation, or something a bit beyond meditation, I cant really explain seeing as how Iv never tried it, I’m just quoting other people's experiences posted on the net,

Bentley,genesis 1:12-The earth brought forth vegetation, plants yielding seed according to their own kind, and trees bearing fruit in which is their seed, each accoring to its kind. And God saw that it was good. how the [censored] is that directly marajuana related?

alienterror...your in sweeden, how does me pointlessly knocking down pointless signs effect you at all?

halucinogens are ok, once in a long while, in small amounts, with friends tyhat wont [censored] with your head when your trippin

from page one:"weed isnt that bad" pfft! asteos u told em good I know people who are so brain dead from weed, you can tell how it has affected em, and one of my friends used to have lots of friends cuz of weed, then she stopped, and now, well shes got no friends, its sad, wow u get high for a couple hours and thats it, the rest is just bad, it affects your whole life, your whole way of thinking, what people think of you.

I dunno, drugs just do lotsa things, the other day I went to this plaza type place we have here in L.A and we were skating by and some guy just grabbed my friend out of nowhere telling him to give him his board,and his eyes were all red, he got loose and we started skating away again and he was trying to catch up but he couldnt even run straignt, hes all taking off his shirt trying to catch up to any of us and i guess fight or something. crazy day.